Aki Chainsaw Man Novels & Stories

She could feel her badge, Moonclaw’s crescent moon, still pinned to her chest, but it was hidden just under another layer of cloth. Annie looked even worse than she did, with her brown hair already beginning to dry with the blood and the mud in them. Asher stood silently, his knife shaking in his hand, his eyes were filled with shock as he looked at Keira. He slowly turned to look at his men in panic, his men on the other hand didn’t look as shaken as he was. “Jackpot,” Ruk growled, his shaved head shining with sweat, his axe resting on his shoulder, his eyes moving from one woman to the other.

Minsan tinotopak din itong kaibigan ko, mabuti naman ang hangad ng lalaki, bakit pa ito nagagalit? "Hindi mo kasi naiintindihan Heina, yan kasing iyan eh—!" "Hoi anong ako?! You don't even know me much woman to judge me like that," saad ng lalaki. Kumuha ito ng upuan saka naupo sa harap ni Amber. Amber scoffed at his reaction. "Sino ka nga ulit?" Sabat ko. Napatingin sa akin ang lalaki . "Mr. Rain J. Keaning," sabi nito. Napatango ako. I know the Keanings, they own hectares upon hectares of bean farms both here in the Philippines and abroad. Kaya nangunguna sila sa industriya ng bean production.

At that same moment, I saw a well-maintained tower on the other side, and there I sat and sheltered myself for the time being. 'This simulation is slowly killing me.' I tore a piece of my clothes to tie to my side that was already covered in blood. This shit hurts so bad; my ribcage is broken. While resting and treating myself, I watched the man with the spike hair fight. He's wearing a lot of armour and a long sword that looks very heavy, and yet he's so freaking agile. The kuishinbo, on the other hand, is enormous and has a humanoid figure, same as the one that attacked me when I woke up. The guy jumped so high and landed in a building. He jumped to rush the kuishinbo from there. The kuish

“Hey, you!” Alex nearly jumped out of his skin. He gasped in panic and threw his hands upward. Catching his breath, Alex looked back the way he came. Someone was approaching from out of the trees. It appeared to be a man in his early or mid-twenties. He was very poorly dressed, as if he had been wearing the same clothes for months and his hair was ragged and unkempt. The most disturbing element of his person was what he held in his right hand: a large sword made of stone. He stopped, however, as soon as he seemed to get a good look at Alex, narrowing his eyes at him.

The abandoned castle stands as a chamber of darkness, dripping with an unsettling silence. ASHER, his body weakened and broken, is chained to a cold, rusty wall. His eyes are wide with horror as he watches the hooded man approach, his sinister presence imposing. The hooded Man slowly bends down, his movements deliberate and methodical. He retrieves the severed thumb from the ground, cradling it carefully with an air of macabre fascination. The dim light glints off the Anki knife he used, a glimmer of sadistic pleasure in his eyes.

Kana followed his gaze, grabbing one of the pots he had nodded toward before sitting beside him. Tree Man retrieved a small, black orb resembling a polished marble from the pot. He popped it into his mouth. Kana handed him a flask of water next, watching closely as he drank. Gradually, Tree Man’s bark-like hide began to reform. The raw, red muscles and exposed flesh were soon covered again, the scales growing back over his body like armor. “Why… you not scared?” Tree Man pointed at himself. “Me.” Kana stared down at the clay pot in her hands, twisting the lid nervously. “I am afraid,” she admitted. “But there are worse things out there. Things that want to kill me.” She glanced up at him. “Y

"Okay, but could I at least build the fires." "Sure, we can get the saw to cut up a tree." "Okay." Cade walked us to a huge shed and pulled out a giant machine. "Where is the saw?" "This is a chainsaw much faster." Oh, he walked into the trees by the packhouse. "Any particular tree." I walked until I found a good one. "Make sure you cut so it can falls correctly and not get stuck on another tree."

She gasped in silence, and her mouth opened in slight, making her body stiff. Ethan, their squad member who holds the position of an assassin, used his cable lines to draw over the Anito's raging branches that kept on moving towards them. His body was like a fluid that kept inserting around every corner while swinging the two swords he held on his hands to cut off the branches. When part of the branches detached from the source, it slowly disappeared like it goes down to the land when it touched the soil. Ethan was screaming while doing these things. His eyes say every desire he had to take down this monster tree. "Take this! Damn monster!" He shouted as he stretched his body, approaching th

The rattle again, but faster, tighter, climbing, and it takes me a second to place it. Teeth. It sounds like teeth chattering. It's afraid. All of them are. Every dead thing stitched into that frame heard a boy scream and remembered making the same sound once upon a time, and the entire skeleton is standing in the dark trembling. "Reena!" I scream so loud it feels like my vocal cords are ripping. "Now! Aim for the head!" The chainsaw doesn't even cough. One cut, prepped two days deep, and ninety feet of oak comes off its notch and swings down through the canopy and the skull takes it dead center.

The projected Transmigration Bureau agents charge and scatter the Ravens attacking close to the ground. Kera either slashes them apart with her overgrown talons or bites them in half with her fangs. Ankou throws a barrage of acidic blood-balls just like a rapid pitching machine. And Yama Ranger, on his creepy steed Nightmare, blasts away with his two six-shooters, a lever-action carbine in his third hand and his portal-opening lasso in his fourth.